Ben had come up with Maria (my personal dresser), her son (Alex), and his friend (Danny) for an orphans’ Easter weekend. (Maria is from Colombia, so she & Alex don’t have family in Australia, either.) After a 2 hour drive and an intense game of word association, we arrived at the races… and it was classic. In one race, only 2 of the camels started (the other three didn’t move); in another race, one of the camels was weaving back and forth across the track like it was drunk. The camels all had great names, like Wanna Noockie. Supposedly you could bet for charity, but not being great gamblers, we just enjoyed the races.
There was a fair amount of time between camel races, and even though there was other entertainment, the kids were more interested in the toy guns sold at one of the booths. In fact, I think most of the kids were more excited about the guns, as several of them had converted the top of the stands into a fort.
And of course we had to get some pictures with the camels.
Ben told this camel a joke...
... and apparently it was really funny!!
I thought putting "Good Friday" and "Camel Races" in the same sentence was funny; but there's something about seeing our sweet Ben holding a bag for "Guns Galore" that is even more of an oxymoron!! xoxoxo Fe
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